Adora
I smiled as Santiago brushed his teeth, his eyes meeting mine for a split second before he rinsed his mouth.
"God, you're twenty four," he said, "one year closer to me."
I giggled and strutted over to him, holding my towel up. "One year closer."
He pulled me into him and I smiled, pressing a kiss to his lips. My hands trailed down to his hips, my fingers dipping inside his towel.
"I already fucked you in the shower," he whispered, his lips dragging down my neck.
"I know," I said, "but birthday sex is, like, vital. Lots of it."
He growled against me, making me giggle and lightly push him away.
I walked over to my side of the double vanity, brushing my teeth. His eyes never strayed away from me, leaned against the glass shower.
"You know," I said, wipping my mouth with a towel, "I keep having these really far-fetched dreams about us."
"Like what?" He asked.
"It would be a lot easier to tell you if you had some clothes on," I said, leaning against the counter. I bit down on my lip and he smiled.
"Is it because you can see my cock through the towel?"
I couldn't help my breath from hitching in my throat. "Wow, that was hot."
He patted the treshold before walking into the closet, a grin on his face. I smiled and pulled my hair down from the bun I'd had it in, brushing my fingers through my mostly dry hair.
I followed Santiago into the closet and smiled, watching as he dropped his towel and slipped into a pair of underwear.
He turned around and I just bit down on my bottom lip, allowing my towel to fall.
"Damn," he said, "you're so beautiful, I swear it hurts."
I couldn't help myself as I wound my arms around his neck, closing my eyes as his lips touched my throat.
"I had this dream last night," I said, as soon as his arms wound around my waist, "that you and I were living on an island, or maybe it was just a trip, I don't know, but it was just the two of us. And it was the best dream I've ever had."
He pulled away from me. "How is that far-fetched?"
I smiled and looked down. "Because we were married."
He just furrowed his brows together, a smile forming on his face. "I told you once I'd put a ring on your finger," he said, "so not that far-fetched."
I couldn't help but to smile and rake my fingers through his hair. "I love you."
"Put some clothes on, you're making my cock twitch."
I couldn't help but to sigh and smile. "It's really hot when you say that."
"I noticed."
I giggled and watched as he slipped into a pair of jeans and a black shirt, and he walked out of the closet.
"Oh, and babe?" He turned around to face me and I raised my eyebrows, clipping my brazier.
"Yeah?"
"We have plans tonight."
I smiled and pulled on a slip dress and a cardigan over it, deciding to keep everything minimal today. I didn't have many plans.
But I knew good and well Santiago King did.
~*~
Santiago
I smiled and pulled into my driveway in the new car I'd gotten Adora for her birthday, putting it in park. I slapped a big red bow on top and made sure the new Louis Vuitton luggage I'd gotten her was perfectly placed, her new shoes inside the top suitcase.
I reached inside my pants pocket and pulled out a notepad I'd made sure to stick inside before I left, pulling out the pen.
Barcelona, baby.
I slapped it on top of the luggage and pulled the keys out of the ignition. I smiled and opened the drivers' door, stepping out of the car.
Adora opened the door and her jaw dropped. I smiled and threw the keys at her.
"Take it, it's yours."
"No way," she said, looking down at the keys in her hands, "you're bluffing."
I shook my head and she ran towards me, throwing her arms around my neck.
"What the hell, Santiago!" She yelled, giving my shoulder a good shove after pulling away.
"Ow."
"I said you had a budget," she said, her fingers along the exterior of the car.
I just smiled and folded my arms over my chest.
"But whatever, I'll take it!" She squealed, throwing her arms around me yet again.
I chuckled and wrapped my arms around her middle.
"I can't stand you," she whispered, smiling against my neck.
"Better be glad I can stand you." I pressed a kiss to her neck and she pulled away, jumping up and down like a child again.
"Look inside," I said, "there's more."
"No way," she said.
"Yes way, open the door," I said, laughing.
She opened the door and looked inside. She looked over her shoulder at me and scoffed.
"Santiago, I know this cost a-"
"It doesn't matter," I said.
She pulled out the littlest suitcase and my note fell off of it. She picked it up and looked down at it, turning it right side up.
"Barcelona, baby," she said off of the note, her lips pulling up into an excited smile.
"Oh my gosh!" She yelled, launching herself at me. She full-on wrapped her legs around my hips, making me laugh.
"I though it was time you meet my parents," I said.
She jumped down from my arms and sighed. "I can't believe you."
"Well," I said, grabbing her hands, pulling them up to my mouth, "you should start believing me."
She just smiled her broad smile, squealing yet again as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "I love you so much."
"I love you more."
I wound my arms around her tightly, completely forgetting about her new heels the boys had picked out for her.
"Wait," I said, "there's something else in the littlest suitcase."
"Santiago."
"Open it, seriously," I said, "this gift is from the boys."
"I will when we get them inside, it looks like it's about to start flooding."
She grabbed the two smallest suitcases and I grabbed the two larger ones, scurrying inside after her.
She knelt down and pulled the suitcase open. The boys rushed downstairs and proudly leaned against the counter.
She pulled out the velvet bag her heels were encased in, scoffing as she pulled them out.
"What the heck, guys!" she yelled, "you guys have amazing taste."
She stood up and held out her arms, making them run into them.
"Happy birthday, Adds, we love you!" Fred yelled.
"What he said," Jo said, smiling as he pressed his face against her chest.
"Hey," I said, pulling him back by his shoulder. He laughed and looked over at Fred, making Adora giggle.
"I love you guys, too. I couldn't ask for better people to spend my birthday with."
"Can we crack into the cake? I'm starving," Fred said.
I nodded. "Let's dig in."
~*~
Adora
"They're going to take some breaking in, but I love them," I said, grinning as I walked downstairs.
I watched Fred's eyebrow cock up, his lips slightly parted.
"If I wasn't illegal-"
"And if she wasn't dad's girlfriend," Josiah butted in.
"You would be my girlfriend."
I just giggled and pressed a kiss to Fred's head. "Smooth one, King."
I walked into the kitchen and Santiago froze, his eyebrow shooting up as he held his glass up against his lips.
"Mr. King," I said, placing my clutch on the counter, "I think we've discussed this, I don't think it's wise to drink before you have to be my chauffeur for the night."
I smiled and glided my hands down his suit-clad body, stopping at his belt buckle.
I smiled and bit down on my bottom lip. "I expect to get some of this tonight."
He flexed his jaw muscle and it took the boys coming into the kitchen to calm him down, making me pull away from him.
"Your mom is coming to get you guys, right?" I asked, looking over my shoulder at Santiago.
He nodded and the boys just casually leaned against the counter. "So you like our gift?"
"I love your gift," I said, "one of my favorites, definitely."
They grinned accomplished grins, looking at eachother.
The door flew open and in Alessandra walked, looking professional as always.
I could tell this encounter would definitely be awkward, between all of us. Santiago had spilled the beans to Mateo about Alessandra's pregnancy, and they hadn't talked since, as far as I was concerned.
"Alright, come one, guys," she said, "let's go."
Santiago just took a drink of his whiskey. "Bye, guys, love you."
Alessandra's eyes skimmed across the room and they landed on the happy brithday balloons. She looked over at me and cocked an eyebrow up, placing her hands on the boys' shoulders before walking out the door.
"I wish I could get away with being that much of a bitch all the time," I muttered, angrily grabbing my clutch.
Santiago chuckled.
I rolled my eyes and brushed my hair away from my face. "It just must be exhausting to be that rude all th time."
He shrugged. "She's been doing it for thirty-nine years."
He grabbed his keys. "We ready?"
"Yep," I said, smiling.
"Oh," he said, snapping his fingers, "I have another gift for you after dinner. Don't let me forget."
"Will do, Mr. King," I said, smiling as he closed the door behind me.
~*~
Santiago
I shrugged out of my jacket and hung it up on the rack beside the door, my teeth chattering.
"God, it's freezing," Adora said through chattered teeth, slipping out of her coat.
I leaned against the door and she smiled her contagious smile, an eyebrow cocked up.
"Oh," she said, snapping her fingers, "you said you had another birthday gift for me."
I just nodded. "I do, yeah."
I pushed myself off of the door and she smiled up at me, her hands darting out to rest on my abdomen.
I pulled off my tie, making her eybrows go into a deep furrow.
"Turn around," I said.
She did as I said and I tied the tie around her head, pressing a kiss to her ear as I intertwined our fingers.
"Okay," I said, "I'm going to lead you downstairs, you have to trust me, okay?"
She giggled. "I trust you."
I grabbed her hand and watched her movements closely, considering she was wearing six inch heels and was already clumsy enough without being blindfolded.
One of many quirks I loved about Adora Franklin.
I led her to the basement door and opened it, deciding trying to get her downstairs blindfolded wouldn't end up well.
I scooped her into my arms and she gasped. "What the hell?"
"We're going downstairs," I said, closing the basement dooe behind us, "I thought it'd be better to carry you than to have to deal with a broken ligament."
"True," she said, nestling her head in my neck.
I made it downstairs and placed her on the ground. She was wobbly for a second or so, but she regained her balance soon after.
I opened the door of the room I'd had built specifically for her. Me and her, more so.
"Wait there," I said, smiling as she twiddled her thumbs in front of her stomach.
I made sure everything was perfectly placed; I didn't her initial reaction to be that she'd gotten a sloppy sex room for her birthday.
"You ready?" I asked.
She nodded erratically, holding her hand out. I grabbed it and placed her in front of me, pressing my lips against her neck.
"You're positive you're ready?" I whispered, my hands gliding down her waist.
"I'm more than positive," she said, "take the damn blindfold off."
I chuckled and untied it, revealing the pitch black room.
"San-"
I turned the lights on o and her sentence was cut short, her eyebrows shooting up. I could tell she was definitly at a loss for words, and I hadn't expected anything different.
"Well," I muttered, wrapping my arms aound her, "what do you think?"
I watched her lips part and she tried to get any word that would come out to come out, but it just wouldn't happen.
She pried herself away from me and began to walk around the room, making me lean against the threshold.
Her fingertips brushed against the wall, her eyes wandering all over the room.
"Santiago," she whispered, "I thought this was supposed to be a movie room?"
"Well, I mean, we could make movies in here," I joked, earning a blank expression from her.
I couldn't tell if she loved it or hated it.
"That's bed," she said, " that's beautiful."
"Yeah," I said, "I-uh, I had it made specifically for you. No one else has this bed, and no one ever will. Custom design."
She looked over her soulder at me.
She continued to explore the room, her hand following the rows of numerous sex toys I'd gotten, not even really knowing the purpose of some of them.
"I didn't know you were into this stuff," she said, rounding the corner of the display I had them on, "you're a good actor."
I continued to watch her like a hawk, trying to understand her reaction of the room.
"You like it?" I asked, deciding to be my usual bold self.
"Do I like it?" She repeated, an eyebrow cocked up as she over in my direction, grabbing one of the toys off of the display.
I nodded, folding my arms over my chest.
She slowly strutted over to me, placing the toy back on the display before she did so. She sighed and looked up at me, grabbing my arms to wrap around her middle.
She pressed her hands against my chest and pursed her lips together. "I think we should start putting it to use," she said, "tonight."
And with that, I smiled and closed the door behind us.
~*~
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